"Correction..." Baldur appeared behind Moxie. "We are going to go get him!" he smirked.

He saw the two pistols placed on the bed, and the letter on the desk. "Ashtin is a valued member of our organisation - not in terms of his abilities. He knows things about our organisation that should kept from the world."

He walked over to the desk and admired Ashtin's Handguns. Beatifully crafted. Why he would leave behind such valuable pieces was beyond Baldurs comprehension. "We're tracking him this moment infact. He's managed to ditch two of our tracking devices, but their are other ways to find him. One way or another, we'll be confronting Ashtin soon enough."